Kill Me, Heal Me

Levi left, and left a word "conduct yourself well" when he left. The disgust and contempt in his eyes could be told by blind people. The original joy of meeting old friend had been diluted by reality. He would not tell Nathan about the thing that he met Belle in Underground City, nor would he let him know that the baby princess that he held in his palms since he was a child had become abominable.

Sending him away, Belle breathed a sigh of relief. She clenched her hands tightly, and her heart had sank into the depths of the sea.

That would be fine

She watched Levi leave and was grateful to this person who tried to help her for the first time. Even if he was disappointed, he never sneered at her.

Belle turned around to go back as a shadow sprang out from the corner of the wall. The next moment, she was dragged over roughly by the man by the arm. She stumbled forward, raised her eyes at once and saw it was Ethan who was in front of her. She stopped herself from falling down. Ethan dragged her to the bathroom, and roughly shoved her in. Then she fell.

Ethan grabbed her chin with one hand and forced her to open her eyes wide. His angular face magnified in front of her, "Had a great chat with him?"

His low voice passed into her ears. Belle shivered all over, and Ethan continued, “It turns out that you and the Song Group’s young master have such a good relationship. I underestimated you. Since he values you so much, why didn’t you leave with him?"

"Um... you overheard us." She was not asking but affirming.

Ethan narrowed his eyes, "You tell me? I asked you, Levi was willing to take you away. Why didn’t you want to leave with him? You really like Underground City?"

Belle looked at his cold and sullen face. What a familiar face. It was so familiar that she could trace his appearance in her brain with her eyes closed. Once, she was crazy for this face, and could turn into a flying moth and darted into the fire for him. But at this time, he was close at hand, and reachable. She avoided him as if he was a viper and was anxious to get his figure out of her mind like mad.

suppressed her fear and made herself look humbler, "Mr. Mo,

but will you

looked directly at her with a fire-eating look, "Is that why you decided to stay?" He was never going to believe it.

enough, Belle’s answer confirmed his guess, "Mr. Song is a good person. I don’t want to get him

involved? Ethan didn’t expect the answer to be this. It seemed that her brain hadn’t broken yet. She knew that she would bring bad luck to those who cared about her. A vicious woman who was almost unable to protect herself still had

dragged her out of the bathroom. He was furious and his rough movement almost break Belle’s bones apart. He dragged her directly to the original private room No. 088, kicked the door open and pushed her in. Everyone in the private room was taken aback by the scene. Then Ethan walked in, and his voice was cold, "Today, you can play whatever you want. If she dies, I’ll deal with

to care about the pain and looked at him in shock. Her face was

by Levi just now and was dissatisfied. However, Ethan brought her over. Suddenly he was delighted and said, "Ethan, we’ve heard what you said.

Distressed?

was dead or alive. But if

this, Ethan didn’t stay in the private room anymore, and hurried away after glancing at her in a condescending manner. The view of his determined back destroyed all her

unforgettable night in the past

dandies would not infringe on an ugly monster, but would use all methods that could be imagined to humiliate an ugly monster who would not resist, and appreciate her humble and embarrassed look. The jeering laughter accompanied

about her dignity and face, and no one would care about her. No one would know how did it feel to be trampled under feet like

left. Belle staggered up from the ground, and wiped the blood left on her forehead some time. Her hands and

was a little bit of colorful paint on her face, which was left by Mr. Quan’s leather shoes that had paint on soles. It would be hard to wash

holes that were burned by the fire. Mr. Lin’s cigarette burned these holes. His cigarette butt burned right through the fabric to her skin, and even some of her hair had been burned off, which made her

exposed to hot water. The pain made her take cold

they did not want

on the marble floor one by one. The red money seemed to be stained with blood. Every time she picked up one, her